Finn O'Neill
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I was roaming around. I was looking down and all I see.
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Post by Finn O'Neill on Dec 12, 2012 20:05:50 GMT -5
[style=height: 5px;] [/style][style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -5px; color: 232D54; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 0px; line-height: 25px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left:1px; text-align: left;]tonight i wanna turn my head off AND LET THE MADNESS OUT CAN I GET THE GATES UP I FEEL IT COMING ROUND I'M IN A COLD WAR WITH MYSELF AND MY NERVES OH HURRY LIKE A HOUND DOG I'LL thingy MY HEAD JUST RIGHT AND COME OFF DYSFUNCTIONALLY IN LOVE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Finn O'Neill was not a rider, here at Canterwood Crest Academy. Yet however, the blonde-haired, Irish fellow still found himself wandering down the near isolated aisle of the worldly renowned Canterwood stable. It was about five o'clock so majority of the student body was either eating dinner in the cafeteria or stuck inside of their dorms, cramming from the arrival of midterms.
Finn had did both already that day, grabbing his early dinner to-go as he spent his afternoon off from classes to studying for the coming of the end-of-semester test. However, after only about two hours, Finn realized that if he didn't get some air anytime soon, his blonde head would explode.
The stable seemed like the obvious choice for the lad to go to catch his breath. It was airy, open, and chances are would be devoid of students at the time. Like stated before, Finn wasn't a rider, though he could still appreciate the stable. He wandered mindlessly from stall to stall, petting a pretty little horse here and there. Eventually, after many horses, Finn reached the back of the stables. To his left was a back door which led out to pasture and on his right was the tack room. Finn spun quickly around on his back heel, nearly colliding with the person who stood behind him.
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Post by Cara Smith :) on Dec 13, 2012 8:32:10 GMT -5
I walked stiffly towards the tack room. My red hair bouncing with every step I took. I had noticed a guy patting some of the horses, he didn't notice me so I kept walking. Now the only reason I had come here in the first place was beacuse I had left my phone here. Stupid me forgetting my phone everywhere! I opened the wooden door and snatched my phone off the little table. I turned it on to see there was only 5% of my battery left. "Come on!" I whispered to myself as I shoved my phone deep inside my pocket. As I rushed out of the tack room sow guy spun around and we collided.
The small impact jolted me back a couple steps. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" I said looking to see who this guy was. It was a guy with blonde hair and a familiar face. I searched my memories, trying to remember where else I had seen the guy. I looked down quickly at my outfit, black skinny jeans (I had not dressed to go to the barn), hunter green V-neck top, and black 3inch ankle boots. I looked back up trying to see if he was annoyed at me.
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Finn O'Neill
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I was roaming around. I was looking down and all I see.
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Post by Finn O'Neill on Dec 13, 2012 23:42:47 GMT -5
[style=height: 5px;] [/style][style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -5px; color: 232D54; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 0px; line-height: 25px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left:1px; text-align: left;]tonight i wanna turn my head off AND LET THE MADNESS OUT CAN I GET THE GATES UP I FEEL IT COMING ROUND I'M IN A COLD WAR WITH MYSELF AND MY NERVES OH HURRY LIKE A HOUND DOG I'LL thingy MY HEAD JUST RIGHT AND COME OFF DYSFUNCTIONALLY IN LOVE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Finn took a self conscious step back. The Irish lad had collided with a girl with flaming red hair, phone in hand. Finn swallowed nervously, as he always tried to avoid students as much as possible ever since what he did back home in Ireland. Sorry love. Are you okay? He seemed to speak calmly enough, despite his rapidly increasing pulse beating loudly against his neck.
Finn started to become slightly jittery, not enough for the girl to notice but enough for him to be able to get a hold on himself; the boy couldn't handle having a freak breakdown in front of an unsuspecting stranger. The only person whom Finn had been able to really communicate with was the girl who donated to his lost cause of trying to earn a few bucks. Freya? Finn thought about the dark haired girl, nearly losing focus on the red head in front of the blonde haired boy.
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Post by Cara Smith :) on Dec 14, 2012 0:02:34 GMT -5
"Yes, I'm fine. Are you alright?" I asked the boy standing in front of me. I swiped my ponytail over my shoulder, "oh, and I'm Cara." I said with a bright smile. I had always been a people person. I was very social and I tended to talk pretty fast also. I heard a small whinny come from a horse and quickly looked down the aisles of horses, I saw that it was my beautiful bay mare Alida aka. Ali. I smiled in her direction and planned in going over to see her after my little in counter with this blonde haired boy.
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Finn O'Neill
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I was roaming around. I was looking down and all I see.
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Post by Finn O'Neill on Dec 17, 2012 0:18:01 GMT -5
[style=height: 5px;] [/style][style=font-family: georgia; font-size: 40px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -5px; color: 232D54; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 0px; line-height: 25px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left:1px; text-align: left;]tonight i wanna turn my head off AND LET THE MADNESS OUT CAN I GET THE GATES UP I FEEL IT COMING ROUND I'M IN A COLD WAR WITH MYSELF AND MY NERVES OH HURRY LIKE A HOUND DOG I'LL thingy MY HEAD JUST RIGHT AND COME OFF DYSFUNCTIONALLY IN LOVE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Finn manged to pull himself back into reality, just in the nick of time before he would be drowning the the dark void the irish boy had suffered in silence for so long before. A rush of red flooded up his neck and into his cheeks at the red-headed girl in front of him asked if he was okay. Finn cleared his throat for a second, wishing that it would also clear his thought. I'm fine. He said, though a little quieter than usually. Just a little quieter.
The girl introduced herself as Cara. Finn nodded along with what she said. He figured it was his turn to add onto the somewhat of the conversation going on, so he extended his hand towards Cara, intended it to be shaken. Finn. Finn said. It's a pleasure to meet you. Okay, so maybe he was being a bit more formal than what he usually is but Finn was still feeling a bit unlike himself.
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